The Only One for Me
Finally!
Harry's POV That night, as I lay on the couch, trying to sleep, I thought about Aly. She was so amazing, and I wanted nothing more than to ask her out. But I needed another opinion on whether or not I should. We were going back to Europe soon, and the whole long-distance thing never works out, but it would only be long-distance if she agreed to go out with me. Which I feared she wouldn't. She was too cool for me, why would she say yes?! These thoughts filled my head, and I was left more confused than I had been when I had started thinking. I snapped my fingers as I had and idea.
I went into Louis's room and jumped on his bed. "Loooouuuu!" I said. "Wake up!!!!!" He grumbled and rolled over.
"Go away, you little peasant!" he said to me sassily.
"Not your best insult, my friend!" I grinned at him. "I need your help. It's about Aly."
"Ask her out!" he said, and went back to sleep. ----------------------------
Aly's POV I woke up in a strange bed, and tried to figure out why I was there. Oh yeah! I thought. This is Harry's bed. HARRY'S BED!!!!! I jumped up and realized I was wearing his flannel shirt. This day just keeps getting better and better! I thought. I ran out into the kitchen and found Harry, making toast. Well, trying to make toast, a horrible burning smell told me he wasn't much of a cook. "Harry!" I said, "Do you not know how to make toast!?" I laughed.
"I tried!" he said, frustrated, "But this damn toaster won't work!" He kicked the counter in anger.
"I think it worked!" I said, "It just worked too well!" I started laughing so hard I almost fell over.
He smiled, "Can you help me?" he asked like a little boy. He even tried puppy eyes.
"Fine!" I said. "Why did you even try? There's room service, and God knows you can afford it!"
He smiled, "Actually I wanted to ask you something." I nodded and looked at him and he said, "Will you go out with me?"
My heart actually skipped a beat. "Finally!" I said, and ran up to him and kissed him, right on the mouth.
I went into Louis's room and jumped on his bed. "Loooouuuu!" I said. "Wake up!!!!!" He grumbled and rolled over.
"Go away, you little peasant!" he said to me sassily.
"Not your best insult, my friend!" I grinned at him. "I need your help. It's about Aly."
"Ask her out!" he said, and went back to sleep. ----------------------------
Aly's POV I woke up in a strange bed, and tried to figure out why I was there. Oh yeah! I thought. This is Harry's bed. HARRY'S BED!!!!! I jumped up and realized I was wearing his flannel shirt. This day just keeps getting better and better! I thought. I ran out into the kitchen and found Harry, making toast. Well, trying to make toast, a horrible burning smell told me he wasn't much of a cook. "Harry!" I said, "Do you not know how to make toast!?" I laughed.
"I tried!" he said, frustrated, "But this damn toaster won't work!" He kicked the counter in anger.
"I think it worked!" I said, "It just worked too well!" I started laughing so hard I almost fell over.
He smiled, "Can you help me?" he asked like a little boy. He even tried puppy eyes.
"Fine!" I said. "Why did you even try? There's room service, and God knows you can afford it!"
He smiled, "Actually I wanted to ask you something." I nodded and looked at him and he said, "Will you go out with me?"
My heart actually skipped a beat. "Finally!" I said, and ran up to him and kissed him, right on the mouth.
11/2/13